SB had a nice weekend, but got awakened in the wee hours last night by the Clampetts, discoursing loudly RIGHT OUTSIDE the window where I sleep. I swear it was like 4:30 in the morning, and one of the kids who live behind me was headed for the airport, and whoever came by to watch her kids cackled like a drunk when she laughed and talked AT FULL FUCKING VOLUME. "GIRL, YOU LOOK SO GOOD! HAVE YOU LOST WEIGHT?"
Poor suffering SB is a damn zombie today. I had tried to go to bed by like 9:30 last night to catch some extra sleep, because I am still not 100% from my cold, and then THE KITTEN FROM HELL kept playing until I finally shut her in the goddamn bathroom upstairs and then THE BEVERLY DAMN HILLBILLYS had a damn conference outside the window and MOTHERFUCK IT--the best laid plans--and all that shit.
So, SB is a bit tired and down today, and I am missing my dear friend, Ms. Moon, who is enjoying a lovely Mexican vacation. So, when I swung by her blog today, where she has so kindly left us (her blog family) repeater posts to read in her absence (a sort of Best of Ms. Moon), I encountered the post linked below. It didn't help my mood much, but it made me feel even more humanly connected to my dear friend. It also made me ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that she has become one of my favorite writers and one of my favorite people.
I have recently had the pleasure of getting to know Ms. Moon's delightful offspring via the Internet, and I am so damn glad! I refer to the entire family as The Magnificent Moons, and they absolutely fucking are.
Here is a photo of Mr. and Mrs. Moon, which I copped (without her permission) from her site. I love this photo. Could there be a cuter damn couple? I think not.
SB loves you all. May the day send you unexpected blessings.